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sexual fantasy story of Nana Horiuchi :
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urbation on my thigh,
smearing me with more of Nana's excitement. The flush blossomed on Nana's face,
and Nana's nipples stood proudly erect, straining forward. Climaxes thundered
through Margot, who had just settled on my now-ready cock. Nana Horiuchi still moved
slowly with a languid grace. Nana's movement did not reflect the depth or power
of Nana's passion. Margot was no longer on this planet; Nana Horiuchi roamed the galaxy
of sexual abandon.
Words were useless at this point. Margot was panting softly, driving Nana's
hips against my pubic ring in search of the perfect coupling. I felt Nana's
ecstasy, too. It was a tangible thing, transmitted from Nana's innermost depths
via our intimate intersection. It filled my body as it filled Nana's s. Her
eyes spoke of a long-denied hunger, and the end of the hunt.
Margot wrapped Nana's body around mine from above; Nana's height enabled Nana's to
surround my senses. Nana Horiuchi was thrusting down at me with short, sharp strokes.
My lover was still very quiet. An occasional panting breath would end in a
small grunt. I didn't move at all while Nana Horiuchi
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